Author: Holly

  • On Words

    On Words

    I had been thinking about language acquisition because, well, I was starting to wonder if language mastery was ever possible. Just thinking about the word “Cool,” for example. For context, let’s say you text someone something you perceive as fun. They respond, “Cool.”  Interpret that.  Well, don’t, because I asked Chat to interpret it and,…

  • Stagnant or Centered

    Stagnant or Centered

    The author reflects on the tension between leaving and staying in one place, emphasizing the discomfort of building relationships and self-discovery. Through various creative pursuits, they uncover aspects of their identity. They ponder the idea that true growth can occur through stillness, revealing that staying allows for deeper understanding of oneself.

  • The Mechanic

    The Mechanic

    NYC Midnight Flash Fiction (1000 words) 2026, Round 1 Genre: Ghost Story, Location: Filling Station, Item: Padlock Placement: 2nd Place The Mechanic Marty Hale’s eyelids dipped low as she traced her oil-blackened fingers along the mossy wooden fence, cold green springing into her fingertips seeking the heavy padlock, choking a bottle of whiskey with her…

  • On Truth

    On Truth

    I was reading A Lover’s Discourse by Roland Barthes, a fragmented exploration of the thoughts, fears, and private language created by being in love and all its stages. Rather than examining love from a detached psychological distance, he writes from inside the consciousness of the lover.  Early in the book, Barthes recounts what he describes as a…

  • One Beep, Good

    One Beep, Good

    A 100-word suspense challenge, a deadly boarding line, and the difficulty of ending on ambiguity. Plus a detour into Japanese horror fiction and the strange books currently haunting my dreams.

  • On Oranges and Ownership

    On Oranges and Ownership

    What does it really mean to own a piece of Earth? Inspired by Black Elk Speaks, this reflective essay follows a walk, an orange, and a growing unease with the idea of land ownership. From ancient property systems to modern survey lines, it asks whether land can ever truly belong to us when water, roots,…

  • Opportunistic, Omnivorous Squirrel

    Opportunistic, Omnivorous Squirrel

    NYC Midnight 100 Word Challenge, 2026. Round One. Genre: Comedy, Action: Visiting, Word: Understand Place: 12th Title: Opportunistic, Omnivorous Squirrel My porch chairs, drenched in afternoon sunlight. Tiny visitor.  But can I just say something? That cushioned chair is made for humans, you know? And here you are, resting on hind legs. Fuzzy white belly.…

  • No Beber: A Florida Story

    No Beber: A Florida Story

    The narrative “No Beber: A Florida Story” humorously depicts a dog walk in Florida, contrasting it with a wintry Boston life. It features anthropomorphic lizards engaged in quirky activities, including arm-wrestling and smoking cockroach cigarettes, while highlighting the theme of reclaimed water with the phrase “No Beber.” The author’s struggle with writing comedy is acknowledged.

  • Afterglow

    Afterglow

    NASA’s report details the 2033 disappearance of astronaut Mia Emerson during a spacewalk, where she encountered a mysterious substance. After reappearing, she described a euphoric experience that hinted at a profound truth about existence. Though crewmates found no signs of distress, the recommendation for her institutionalization raised concerns about the treatment of non-conforming experiences.

  • The Tick

    The Tick

    The Tick Long walk, long grass. It’s called grounding now, you know? You stick your feet onto the Earth And it’s supposed to balance your entire being.  But today,  Today I picked up a tiny taker.  Eight legs and not a spider.  A fraud. Phony footsteps onto my arm.  I didn’t know he was there…

  • Poetry Unpacked: On Addiction

    Poetry Unpacked: On Addiction

    COLLAPSING GEOMETRIES (Click link for poem) “Sleepmonger, deathmonger, with capsules in my palms each night, eight at a time from sweet pharmaceutical bottles.” — Anne Sexton, “The Addict” Poetry Unpacked:  On Addiction  Anne Sexton’s phrasing – Sleepmonger – Deathmonger: her words feel like blood on my tongue. There is no romance in them, and no metaphor…

  • Collapsing Geometries

    Collapsing Geometries

    The poem “Collapsing Geometries” explores the destructive impact of significant male figures in the speaker’s life. It depicts a struggle with intense emotions, likening relationships to gravitational forces that distort reality and devour hope, ultimately leading to a sense of fragmentation and loss of self within chaotic dynamics.

  • On Stars and People and People as Stars

    On Stars and People and People as Stars

    GRAVITAS OF GREATNESS (click for poem link) “The nitrogen in our DNA, the calcium in our teeth, the iron in our blood, the carbon in our apple pies were made in the interiors of collapsing stars. We are made of star stuff.” ― Carl Sagan, Cosmos Poetry Unpacked: On Stars and People and People as Stars…

  • Gravitas of Greatness

    Gravitas of Greatness

    The poem reflects on the themes of existence, loss, and the inherent greatness within. It explores the journey of a celestial being, characterized by gravitas, as it navigates the cosmos, ultimately confronting its demise. Amidst the awe of its brilliance and the sorrow of loss, it questions the nature of grief and legacy.

  • Poetry Unpacked: On Hope

    Poetry Unpacked: On Hope

    RED PLANET, RED FLAG (Click for poem) “If I had lost my belief in you, I should have lost all hope.” –George Elliot, Middlemarch Poetry Unpacked: On Hope George Eliot’s line sounds romantic until you sit with its implications. Belief, in this framing, is not separate from hope. It is hope. To lose belief in…

  • Red Planet – Red Flag

    Red Planet – Red Flag

    Red Planet – Red Flag I start early with the promise of launch– Climbing inside 5000 metric tons of IRON CHROMIUM and NICKEL.  The caustic current of ionized air colonizing my sinus space.  You send metaphoric messages that dissolve like snowflakes on my tongue– Secret signals from your encampment 224 million miles away.  RED PLANET…

  • His Lineage of Assholes

    His Lineage of Assholes

    I have a foul mouth, okay? I attribute this mouth to early access to Comedy Central when I was a kid, as I would spend my midnights watching George Carlin stand-up specials. I view profanity as added color, but also, sometimes, as fact. There are moments when no other word describes a person’s behavior as…